"Lily, how's your hand?"
Lin Yuan drove away from Cloudtop Hotel, turned his head, and saw the cut on Lily's fist where the cleaver had sliced it.
A robot's skin was unlike a human's; it could not heal simply with time.
"It's fine, Master. Only the surface layer was damaged. A little glue will fix it." Lily looked at her palm and spoke casually.
Lin Yuan nodded.
Just now.
He had dealt another blow to Zhao Zhixiong and earned a chance to draw a prize.
He had nothing to do right now, so he drew one to see what reward he would get.
[Congratulations, Host! You have drawn future technology—an anti-gravity car!]
The prompt sounded in his mind, and Lin Yuan immediately pulled over at the roadside.
This reward was another piece of future technology, and it was even a hovering car.
He really wanted to take it out and see what it looked like.
But on second thought, if he actually took it out and drove it down the road, it would definitely get a hundred percent of the attention—and alert the entire world that very same day.
That was quite a headache.
It was only because current technology was underdeveloped. If the reward had been an existing luxury car, he would not have had this concern.
"Connections got us his car. Call everyone over and block his path!"
Elsewhere, a man with a crew cut and an arrogant gaze sped down the road in a Land Rover.
He ranked second in the Zhao Family and was Zhao Cuimei's biological younger brother, Zhao Wu.
He did not like managing the company's business, so he had been sent to construction sites to oversee project progress.
With Zhao Group backing him, it was common for him to drink, cause trouble,